Chapter 1052: Chapter 1052: The Joy of an Ancient Despotic Emperor
Justin Battleson’s voice was unmistakably gentle, yet it sent a chill down Charlotte Thompson’s spine.
At this moment, she seemed to truly realize that the Justin Battleson she knew might not be the complete picture.
The man in front of her could do the harshest things with the gentlest gaze.
Seemingly reading the astonishment in Charlotte’s eyes, a soft sound came from his throat, followed by a gentle hand covering her eyes.
"Sorry, have I frightened you with my appearance?"
The brutal exposure of his ugly scars unavoidably led Justin to reminisce about certain things.
He remembered the person he detested to the core.
Charlotte lay quietly under Justin’s palm, her eyes closed in peace.
She knew why he was in such a state now.
Charlotte sighed and then tightened her lips around her arms that embraced Justin’s waist, pulling him even closer.
The two held each other for a long time, the twilight breeze carrying a moist breath, slipping under the fluttering hems of their clothes, making noses tingle with emotion.
It seemed like rain was on the horizon.
...
Justin held Charlotte in his arms, occasionally playing with her hair.
Charlotte’s eyes were half-closed, as if she had fallen asleep in Justin’s embrace.
The two simply held each other, without conversation or passionate intimacy.
They enjoyed the plainness of their shared moments.
In the past, when they were together, they never had such moments. Later, when they reunited, they were surrounded by six quirky kids, leaving them hardly any time alone.
Now that they had grasped the opportunity, they naturally wouldn’t let it slip away.
But being alone together in a room, lying on the same bed, things started to feel a bit amiss.
And this time, it was Charlotte who took the initiative.
Her fingertips gently traced over Justin’s chest, through the soft fabric of his clothes, finally absorbing the warmth of his skin.
As if she had found something amusing, Charlotte drew circles over Justin’s chest.
Such an action seemed innocent but was somewhat excessive for Justin.
Justin promptly reached out to capture Charlotte’s misbehaving fingertips, gently pressing her fingertips.
"What are you doing?" Justin’s voice came from his throat, smooth and low.
"It’s nothing, just drawing circles out of boredom," Charlotte responded nonchalantly, deliberately slowing her voice when she said the word "boredom."
Hearing this, Justin propped himself up and hooked Charlotte’s chin over, his thumb rubbing against her delicate cheek.
"Bored?"
His eyes narrowed into a flirtatious smile, both innocent and seductive.
Looking at him, Charlotte felt her body go weak.
How could a man have such bewitching eyes that could bring disaster upon the country?
"What is it?"
Seeing Charlotte just gazing at him without moving, Justin leaned in closer.
Charlotte’s warm fingertips brushed over Justin’s exquisitely drawn brows and eyes.
Because of Justin’s previous action, the distance between them was now very close.
Charlotte only had to slightly lift her upper body to kiss Justin’s lips.
Of course, she did just that.
She pressed a kiss onto Justin’s lips, her gaze mischievously alluring.
"I suddenly understand the pleasure of an ancient despot."
"Perhaps, there are even more pleasurable things."
Justin grasped Charlotte’s palm, his slender fingers intertwining with hers, locking them together.
The room was filled with a romantic atmosphere.